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[C] Cat Nap

The roof was quiet under the sheet of rain. it was rare there was rain this heavy in Catania and Lucifer had taken advantage of the heavy rain to get some time to himself.

He sat on the edge of the roof, holding a puppy in the air in front of his face by the scruff of his neck. Deme had been improving in leaps and bounds so the puppies had stayed. This one puppy had taken a particular liking to Lucifer and had practically attached himself to Luficer's ankle.

The Angel slicked a lock of hair back and gave a half smile as the puppy's tongue lolled out. Deme had made these puppies so happy. A detriment to them, he knew, but it was nice seeing something in his presence genuinely happy.

"Let us return you to your brothers." Lucifer stood, and after a moment of just enjoying the rain, turned to go inside.

Back in the room that Deme had claimed for the two of them, Lucifer closed the door behind him gently, eyes on the slouched form over the desk. He gave a soft 'tsk' as he strolled towards the form. On his way, he snatched the blanket from the end of the bed.

As he leaned over the sleeping human to drape the blanket over his shoulders, water dripped from his face and hair, splattering over the wooden desk and Deme's thick hair.

Lucifer straightened out to stand at his full height. He continued dripping a puddle on the floor. Until he sat down on the bed, that is, not bothered at all by the fact that he was making the bed soaking wet.

He shifted his water-logged hair over one broad shoulder and laid back, head resting on the pillow.

Demetri whined as Lucifer lay out on the bed dripping wet, though there were other beds in the room, that was the only one with actual bedding on it.

"I have to sleep on that later."

He pointed out, he knew Lucifer didn't need to but he did and he was going to end up catching a cold if he was sleeping on damp sheets.

"I've finished a few more chapters of the spell book you gave me, one was on summoning hellhounds so I glanced over it but I'm onto demonology now, given what I've seen so far I'm pretty sure I could do it."

He hasn't tested it as he did all the other spells he studied, demon summoning usually required a sacrifice of some kind and he didn't want to run around the mansion slaughtering livestock.

A slim brow arched at the whine. "Yes." He knew Deme had to sleep on it. He wasn't thick. But what did that matter to him? He was comfortable lying on this. His comfort was what mattered at the moment.

Lucifer didn't even consider the thought of Deme being uncomfortable or possibly getting sick from sleeping in a wet bed. He didn't know jsut how weak humans could be.

The Angel shook his head. "Demonology means little. You must focus on holy seals." Holy seals were what Lucifer wanted to use Demetri to break. He needed to know holy seals inside out.

"I have taught you to expel toxins from yur body. That is not limited to liquid toxins in the blood." Lucifer sounded like he couldn't care less about the possibility of Deme getting sick.

Honestly, it was very likely that he really didn't care.

"Avoiding difficulties will get you nowhere in life." Avoiding learning because what he neede to learn was difficult? Deme was glad Lucifer wasn't a overly physically violent person any more. He would have slapped someone for even suggesting that to him some years ago.

Dems frowned as Lucifer spoke, the mans words were always a cruel reminder than the Fallen didn't care about him at all.

The only person he had in the world didn't care about him.

A horrible truth that he had to live with, perhaps though, if he did as he was instructed once he had learned what he needed to he would be allowed to ease up on the study and actually have time to form bonds with others.

Still, Lucifer had put a blanket over him, it was confusing.

"I'll learn about the seals, but its those symbols that are the issue, they hurt to look at."

It was physically painful to look at them for too long.

"See?"

He asked, picking up the book and turning to the right page, pointing out one of the symbols.

Who ever had written the book had been clever, it was a book on holy seals, as such no demon or Fallen could see what was written on the pages, to Lucifer they would appear to be completely blank.

If he could look at a translated version of the spells, he would be able to help Deme learn about Holy Seals.

He would go out of his way to help Deme at this point. He wanted to be able to escape his Holy Seal more than anything. If helping Deme learn about them would get him out faster, he would become the best teacher in any realm

He replied with a roll of his eyes, as if he would be able to remember each line he translated without writing them down. If he was going through all this effort he wasn't going to allow himself to forget a single word.

"Why am I doing this anyway?"

He asked,placing the book back down on the desk before flopping down onto the dry part of the bed.

The consequences of saying no to Lucifer weren't very pleasant. Many people had suffered as a result of saying no to him. Lucifer was the type of person that got what he wanted in one way or another.

"Sleep," Lucifer ordered in a quiet murmur.

Deme looked fatigued and Lucifer wasn't going to risk the health of his charge when he was so close to finally getting what he wanted. In a human lifetime, he could have what he had been wanting for millennia.